When I was a young artist I applied for a lot of grants. I liked the whole process, I liked describing all the wonderful things I was going to do and I liked the idea of paying crafts people a wage for their wonderful services and skills. All That You Can Dream When you imagine there is…

The past six months I have found myself equal parts excited and overwhelmed. At times, outright enraged. I have been looking for a magic answer, something I can throw the curtain off of, shine a light on, and everyone would be alright. I have been dabbling in utopian idealism. What is it that changes the world? A…

I have made a mistake. A mis-speak. Everywhere I go I meet a lot of mental health workers. Frankly, sometimes that’s the reason I’m there. Most of these people are amazing, compassionate people. Intelligent people who recognize the problems with the system they are a part of. Caring people who want to help inspire positive…